Its currently Sunday night, 12.24am. Technically, Monday. Life's been much of a roller coaster ride recently. Year 2 is fucking different from Year 1. Honeymoon ? Kiss my ass. Its over.

School's been a bitch, skipped my first ut of the semester. Honestly, I see no point when I understand shit from the 6P itself. Makes me realise how much I have been slacking already. Market sensing, how smart ? I know, work hard. But working hard honestly does the trick ? Sometimes it takes more than talent.

PP's due in 3 more disgustingly near days. Imma still apathetic. Congratulations ? Thankyou. In short to sum this all up, I really hate school. Though my classmates are really nice people, but the lessons ? Fucking demoralising. Like hello ? Its supposed to be idiot's guide at RP.

Boyfriend. The only motivation I depend on currently at this point. After looking at Jace, I really have to hand it up to her. What is a boyfriend when you have very minimal contact so much so that we dont even know you have one till you tell us ? Like, wtf. Pardon me, bitch. But honestly, you have my respect, for being so independent. Or rather, forcing yourself to be so independent.

Now, I've learnt to appreciate him more. All the calls, the messages, the initiative to meet up, the care, the concern, the love, the small gestures, so much more, I appreciate them all. I will not take them for granted anymore. Baby, I will not take you for granted anymore.

Friends ? I barely have time for them anymore. Ever since year2 started, I dont even remember how Fiona or Charlene looks like. Yes, thats how long we havent met, thats how bad school drives me nuts. The latter especially, Charlene.

After leaving where we used to call our second home, it seems like all lost are and had been lost. What's left behind are true, probably true. We live in this world where nothing is too true, nothing is too good to hold for even a moment too long. Memories stays as that, but reality actually breaks it all apart. Slowly but surely, Vague will be all thats left to descibe everything that we had once shared. We, every one of us, maybe with the exception. Exception of one. Good and bad ? Black or white. Most of us resides in the grey. Future ? To be honest, not very optimistic. Goodbye remains a question, because I never know when all will be back together again, but will it be yet just another facade ? That, I do not know.

I dont really care if none of you understood the entire junk above that I have wrote, I really dont care if it doesnt make any sense to you. I just need to pen all these down. Blame it on the upcoming Monday blues perhaps, or even the sign of the monthly visit coming up.

I just need a break.